Lost in so much bombast is the kind of story about its main characters’ lives that could’ve affirmed Spike Lee’s critique of America.
It marks a specific convergence in Lee’s career, when his confidence as a filmmaker aligned with the boldness of his flourishes.
It’s rarely clear where we are or how we got here, but it nonetheless delivers some vertiginous 3D thrills.
The material, convoluted even by Shakespeare’s narratively dexterous standards, is admittedly a tough nut for a filmmaker to crack.
Lee's deeply felt landmark biopic of Malcolm X gets a handsome transfer from Warner Home Video.
The film is a low-rent neo-noir propped up by descriptions of, rather than depictions of, sexual kink.
Even if this two-disc DVD feels lightweight, the film itself does not.
The nuances of human relationships are conveyed via Pixar’s predictably acute attention to detail, coded in mysterious evocations of mood.
This Christmas eventually winds up feeling like a lot of past ones.
Paul Morrison’s Wondrous Oblivion might have gone down easier if it weren’t so honeyed.
The film is so aesthetically corrupt that it makes Michael Bay’s The Island look like a Bazinian tract by comparison.
Sahara may be B-grade drivel but the DVD may end up being the best-looking one of the year.
Any fondness the filmmakers have for Africa’s natural beauty is sabotaged by their infatuation with colorful “foreignness.”
It taught Lee to trust his personality as an auteur enough that he wouldn’t feel compelled to back it up with his personality as an actor.
The rare biopic that all but explicitly acknowledges its director's sense of identification with its subject.
Not since last year’s Vanilla Sky has Paramount offered the kind of top-notch video and sound transfer available on this DVD edition.
Is it summer already? The season for dunderheaded action extravaganzas certainly seems to be upon us with the release of The Core.
With little breathing room for emotional high-stakes, Heist is little more than pompous Mametisms on parade.